Written by: Pratik Poudel - 2028026, Grade III
Posted on: 16 December, 2019
It is the story of when I was in Grade one. One night my sister fell sick. There was only my mother, my younger sister and me at the house. My father had gone to the village. That night my mother called one of the neighboring aunts. She came to my house and my mother went to the hospital with her. I would have been alone but the daughter of that helpful aunt stayed with me. The next morning, the sister made breakfast for me. Their kind act means a lot to us.
